Upon returning from NYC at nearly 1am, I did laundry in a haze, repacked my bag, and readied myself for a flight to San Diego at 9:30 the next morning. I was headed for an executive retreat for work followed by a fun weekend on Coronado Island with Nate.
Work was work, but when Nate came to join me for Memorial Day weekend the real fun began. First and foremost, we'd sleep in. As late as we wanted with no guilt. After eating yummy omelets {made to our specifications by Jose} on the patio, we rented beach cruisers and road around and through the island several times. I felt like I was living in a j.crew spread as I peddled down streets called eucalyptus and orange; passing pink and blue houses with terra cotta shingles. The flowers; oh, the flowers. Hydrangeas, roses, iris, peonies. I got such delight from the magnolia trees. Riding under the canopy I took in the aroma; the soft, warm floral scent mixed with salty sea air is the perfume I would invent if I were a perfumer.
Other activities included seafood, lounging pool-side, eating ice cream on the lawn of the historical Coronado Hotel, listening to live music, LOTS of kissing, and NBA playoffs.
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3 comments:
That sounds dreamy...
yeah - you're back! sounds like you've already had an action packed summer so far, keep us updated, xo
Sounds like you had a great experiences you had
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